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You and Art the Clown getting married

— REQUESTED: @jokersgrf — PAIRING: GN!reader + Art the Clown — WARNINGS: blood, implied murder, and well, Art is a serial killer clown so. — A/N: Thanks for this request! I had a lot of fun coming up with these. Enjoy, reblog, and leave me some requests if you liked it!

OF COURSE, Art's proposal is a spectacle. Art waits for you to finish the scavenger hunt — yes, there are riddles involved — to meet you at the end, dressed in his usual garments, but now, he is brandishing a big bowtie around his neck. Formal. His grin says it all. Art holds out the box in his hands, with the bottom soaked with blood that stings your nostrils. You open it to find a heart. A human heart. You smile politely although you are retching a little on the inside. A card rests on the bloody organ. “I got you this as a gift / Now you have my heart / Can I have yours too, Y/N? / I love you, Art.” You don’t notice, but Art has dropped to one knee and holds out a ring. “Of course I’ll marry you!” You exclaim, yanking him up to kiss him. “I love you too, Art.”

AS EXPECTED, Art insists on going to help pick out what you’ll wear on the big day. As you’re focusing on picking out articles to try on, there is suddenly some excited honking from that familiar bicycle horn. You look toward the sound, a little afraid of what you might see. Art has come out of the dressing room wearing the frilliest, laciest, most extravagant wedding dress you’ve ever seen over his usual clothing. After a few poses and an exaggerated curtsy from the clown, your stomach is already hurting from laughing. “You’re beautiful, Art!” You tell him, holding up your hand to cover your mouth and try to control your laughter. He fakes shyness by hiding his eyes, and then he blows you a kiss before disappearing to get changed.

YOU BOTH CHOOSE to put Emily, the Little Pale Girl, in your wedding party. You are both too scared of what will happen if you don’t.

ON THE BIG DAY, your vows about “‘til death do us part,” but Art wanted to add a little something extra. When it comes the time to read his vows, he does a somersault for you before he whispers those vows to the priest — or possibly a threat — who looks frightened but announces the two of you are married. You dance down the aisle together as you leave, balloons falling from the ceiling.

FOR YOUR HONEYMOON, you two newlyweds go to a Caribbean resort. He insists on paying every time you order fruity drinks at the pool, and when he goes up to the bar with his trash bag in arm, you can’t bear to tell him that the resort is all-inclusive. Everything’s already paid for. As he pulls out coin after coin, you laugh. And you’re glad you’ll be laughing for the rest of the life you have together, however long — or short — that may be. You hope the two of you live happily together for a long, long time — 'til death do you part.

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Prompt #969

Their love wasn't gentle, beautiful and delicate. It was ugly, rough and hard to understand for outsiders. But they treasured it anyway.

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𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆: 2 Art the Clown drabbles will be up this weekend! requests are very open!

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Babes, art the clown would definitely be the type to tickle tf out of his lover and I need a few headcanons on it 😂

A.T.C. — 'TIL YOU PISS YOURSELF !!

╰┈➤ 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 : art the clown &&. ticklish female reader

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚(𝘀) : MINORS AND BLANK BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT , art is a perv and an annoying piece of shit

𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥'𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘 : i love this request so much, oh my god ! he'd definitely do this ! i wouldn't be able to handle that myself, i developed such a fear of being tickled from when i was little thanks to a family member who constantly did it until i was suffocating on my own laughter 😭

• once art discovers that you get into that familiar, giggling fit from each half-gloved digit violently strumming against your skin—you’re doomed. quite literally, as he most definitely isn’t the type to respect boundaries or stop his advances.

• the first time he had done it, it was unintentional. he was merely being affectionate, snuggling you in front of the television, his hand slyly trailing up your side in order to get a good grope at your breast, but once you let out a squeak and involuntary chuckle, swatting his hand away, that evil grin slowly crept and seemed to almost split his face in two, and you knew that look could only equal one, sinful thing. your secret was tarnished. ‘ohh, so you’re ticklish, huh?’ his playful eyes appeared to say.

• ever since, he’d find every moment you'd least expect for it to occur, to tickle you mercilessly. he was a clown after all, and making people laugh was part of his devilish charm. whether you're in the shower, while you’re asleep or to wake you up, when you walk past a supposedly empty room and he pops out of it to flutter his fingertips all over you, you’re definitely in for all kinds of surprises.

• besides squeezing that wretched airhorn into your face whenever he sensed that you weren't emotionally feeling the best, his other go-to method was, of course, tickling you. it always worked, too, silently bragging that he got you to crack a smile whilst grumpy. he loves your smile, though he also thinks that yours is no competition in comparison to his and his self-proclaimed "pearly whites."

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Yes, I’ve done the work analyzing this relationship’s problematic traits and I’ve come to the educated conclusion that I still want them to fuck

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"Firsts" Prompts!

A list of prompts about "first" things! Feel free to share and use these for anything that inspires you! and they are not character-, ship- or fandom-specific, so have fun :)

List is split into "romantic" and "platonic" headings but is most definitely not limited to couples, feel free to interpret the prompts however they inspire you

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ROMANTIC

First sight

First memory

First time hearing their voice

First kiss

First date

First touch

First drink

First tattoo

First song

First morning

First evening

First night

First long night

First sleepover

First time meeting the parents

First time getting drunk

First adventure

First week

First month

First year

First fall

First winter

First spring

First summer

First holidays

First vacation

First disaster

First laughter

First tears

First hello

First goodbye

First fight

First argument

First reconciliation

First heart-to-heart

First time defending them

First "I love you"

First "Thank you"

First labels

First time getting something matching

PLATONIC

First sight

First touch

First time hanging out

First memory

First adventure

First song

First class together

First drink

First time getting drunk

First laughter

First tears

First hello

First goodbye

First time apart

First heart-to-heart

First time seeing them cry

First time defending them

First injury

First "Thank you"

First tattoo

First time getting something matching

First time seeing them in a relationship

First job

First disaster

First fight

First reconciliation

First vacation

First holiday

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"he's evil" no he's not. he's just my baby. ok, maybe a little, but he's still just my lil baby. "he's killed people" okay, and?? he's just quirky that's all. but he's also got great style, and i think he'd give really good hugs :)

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“i could fix him” well i actually think he’s sexier when he’s killing people

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BELIAL. over 25 years, neurodivergent, queer dude, he/him, satanist, horror fanatic, stoner, cat dad.

MASTERLIST:

Art the Clown / getting married

WILL WRITE / MAKE ON REQUEST:

headcanons (nsfw/sfw)

imagines (nsfw/sfw)

x reader (nsfw/sfw)

match-ups

aesthetic moodboards

DNI:

minors

terfs

jkr supporters

REQUESTS are currently OPEN!

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I am going to imagine a scene between two deeply fucked-up characters that is so improbably tender

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Am I allowed to love him?

His hands are stained with the blood of innocent people and yet they caress my face so gently

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you're my most beloved and i encourage you on this fanfic journey

i love you so much

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THE CABIN IN THE WOODS (2011) dir. Drew Goddard

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Slashers Responding to you Asking Them For Nudes

Pairing: Slasher Men x f!reader

Notes: I’m so excited to do a texting series that includes Mark Hoffman, I don’t think anybody understands the deep hole that I’m in for this man. This is only the beginning of a long list to come, but I hope that you all enjoy this silly chapter. More to come ASAP!

Characters in this chapter include: Art, Billy, Stu, Brahms, Corey, Mark, Michael, and Pinhead. 

This series is going to take awhile to complete, but if you’re interested in following it, you can find the masterlist for the whole Texting Series here!

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you're fighting demons, I'm bending over and spreading my thighs for them we are not the same

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Tag, You’re It - Chapter 5

The Grabber x Female Reader

Summary: The Grabber offers you his idea of a ‘peace offering’

Warning(s): UNDER 18 DO NOT INTERACT. Language, blood/violence, large age gap (reader is 26), kidnapping, beginnings of Stockholm Syndrome, sexual content, dubcon touching, knife play

Masterlist: X

A/N: We’re entering spicy territory here, people. I wrote the ending a little rushed because I was so excited to put this out, I may go back and edit some of it later. Enjoy! 

You awoke to the painful silence of the basement. Your prison. 

At some point, you had crawled your way back to the mattress and fallen asleep. You were curled up on your side in a fetal position, legs drawn close to you in comfort. You were afraid that if you moved an inch you would somehow be dragged back onto the floor and whipped with the belt again. The fact that this was the first time the Grabber had actually harmed you in your captivity only solidified the painful reality in your mind that he was going to kill you. Slowly, but surely. 

You sniffled and rubbed a hand across your face, feeling dried tears crusted along your cheeks. You felt defeated. There was no way out of this. He had said it himself. You weren’t leaving this place. Escaping was clearly not an easy feat, and you couldn’t think of a reason to try to dash for freedom again unless given the prime opportunity. You would simply have to play along and…endure your captivity. Perhaps earn his trust. No matter what that took.

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THE DEVIL’S REJECTS (2005) - dir. Rob Zombie